Aishan's big wedding is imminent, as the only son of the right envoy of Zoroastrianism, this wedding naturally has to be carried out in a big way, and several high-level officials of Zoroastrianism also attended the meeting, and the right protector Kurban is naturally among them.

However, he came relatively late, and when he arrived at Bayin Temple, he learned that the fire phoenix was dissatisfied with this arranged marriage and got out, while his son led people to chase after him, and he felt bad, so he chased after him with the eight-faced Mani, the iron leaf scimitar, and the Turpan volcano.

I never thought that he was in a hurry, but he still didn't catch up after all, and when he arrived at Guojiabao, he heard the bad news of his beloved son.

The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, this is the saddest thing in the world, Rao is the right protector of the Dharma with high power, and the state of mind is not alarmed, but he can't be suppressed at this moment.

He screamed as he covered up in this direction.

Along with the right protector, in addition to the top masters of the Zoroastrian Sect, the Eight Faces Mani, the Iron Leaf Scimitar and the Turpan Volcano, there were more than forty Zoroastrian elites who were riding fast horses and wearing strong suits, and they were killing with anger at this moment, but there was a tendency like a big avalanche, rumbling and crushing.

When the old piano leader saw this offensive, he immediately beckoned everyone: "Enter the house and set up a formation......

At the sound of the order, all the men of the Rifle Inn responded in unison and retreated, while the little carpenter was held by the one-armed prince Le and retreated into the inn.

Everyone entered the building, the Zoroastrian offensive had arrived, and they were about to collapse the inn, but they heard the old piano head wave his hands, and countless thick smoke came out of the ground, and then the dark green flames rose up two feet away from the inn, and the huge golden giant reappeared in the sky above the inn.

This flame was weird, Zoroastrianism didn't dare to make a mistake, and hurriedly stopped, but after all, a few people couldn't control the startled horses and rushed into the fire ring.

I saw that these people, along with the fierce horses under them, were all lit by the dark green flames.

The flame was very viscous, sticking to their bodies, and did not burn the clothes, but turned into the flesh, and the horse rushed a few steps, and all turned into smoke and dust, and the man could not live, and fell to the ground, and the ashes seemed to be rubbed, only the clothes, the blades, and the saddle, all remained, and it looked very strange.

The dark green fire array stopped the Zoroastrian people, and the old piano head did not look at the group, but looked up at the sky, obviously looking for the traces of the old castle master.

The crowd of people at the Blessing Inn saw him appear, who had not appeared for many years, and came forward one after another, ignoring the danger outside, and happily shouted "Alliance Leader", the old piano head stretched out his hand and said: "Everyone, the soldiers are in chaos, and we will talk about it later, and set up a large array, each performing its own duties, and guarding against the enemy." ”

Everyone responded: "Yes." ”

Some of the dozen or so people ran to the beams, some appeared by the window, and some jumped onto the roof.

The old piano head walked up to the little carpenter, looked at the little carpenter, who was numb on half of his body, took out a bottle from his arms, opened the cork, poured out four or five black pills, and said to the little carpenter, "Eat it." ”

The little carpenter didn't dare to disobey, but the pill came and swallowed it in his mouth, but the pill was too dry, and he choked uncomfortable.

The old piano head laughed, untied a gourd from his waist, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "Come, moisten your throat." ”

The little carpenter opened the gourd, and the rush of liquor rushed to his nose, and he couldn't help but sneeze.

Seeing that he was a little puzzled, the old piano head said with a smile: "What, what are you afraid of?" ”

The little carpenter followed Lu Da to walk the rivers and lakes, and configured disgusting things, as well as herbs such as bruises, and some of the pharmacology was also somewhat rough, knowing that although this wine could be disinfected externally, it was actually not good for injuries if taken internally.

But at this moment, the old piano head stared, and he didn't dare to ignore it, gritted his teeth, and poured the wine into his throat.